Seeing this giant beast, Bai Ze shouted in a trembling voice, his eyes full of shock. Lu Chunyang frowned, and He Peony on the side was even more pale.

Let's look at the Kunpeng lair, a few figures rushed around like crazy, it was those great supernatural beings and quasi-saints.

The two giant claws fell in the pitch-black sky, and as soon as they struck, they sealed the heavens and the earth, and fixed the two great supernatural powers who had fought too hard and consumed too much before.

The giant claw pressed, and the two figures directly exploded into a blood mist, and the screams were swallowed up by the howling wind, and the pure primordial power was sucked into the terrifying mouth of the heavenly dome.

That so-called nest is just a trap for its predators!

A stream of pure primordial divine power was sucked into the big mouth by the whale, and the two quasi-saints who had escaped before finally rushed to the edge of the small heaven and earth, each with all their strength, trying to blast away the black curtain hanging in the sky, but they couldn't shake it at all!

When it stood in front of them, it seemed to be a wing that covered the sky and the sun, and this wing flapped slightly, and the vast Yuan Force turned into chains, imprinted the Great Dao pattern, wrapped up the body of a quasi-saint, and threw it into the 'lair'.

And the other quasi-saint was ruthless, and did not hesitate to seriously injure the origin and fall into the realm, forcibly casting the secret method, and his figure turned into a red blood light, the blood light trembled, and he directly ignored the barrier of Kunpeng's body, rushed out of this small world, and rushed forward thousands of miles underground!

"Let's go!"

Yang Jian immediately shouted, Ao Xinke communicated with him, his left palm was against the wall of Xingshuo, and Xingshuo quickly rushed into the distance, lest it be affected.

In a small world underground.

The giant mouth swallowed the quasi-saint who was bound, and when it saw that a quasi-saint had escaped, it let out an angry shout, it did not rush to chase, but turned its head and looked at the place where Yang Jian's incarnation was.

Those scarlet eyes were like two blood suns, hanging in the sky, tyrannical, cold, but incomparably deep.

"Humph!"

It was just a cold snort, but it exploded like thunder in the sky, and Yang Jian's incarnation exploded in an instant, and he never saw the situation in that small world again.

A little blood spilled from the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, and he was shocked in his heart.

How strong is this Kunpeng?

A cold snort shattered his incarnation, but it also injured the primordial spirit of his body!

"Husband!"

"I'm fine," Yang Jian gasped, "Go after that quasi-saint!

"What are you chasing after him?" Lu Chunyang asked in confusion, "Do you have a grudge?"

Yang Jian said: "He has collected the most treasures in it, so he can't let the two of you bleed in vain today." ”

Lu Chunyang suddenly smiled bitterly, Bai Ze was instantly interested, Yang Jian breathed a little, and each instructed a few people.

The star shuttle crossed the clouds and the sea, and at the edge of this great world, directly intercepted the quasi-saint.

Ao Xinke and Bai Ze joined forces to condense their vitality and seal the land of a hundred miles, so that this quasi-saint could not escape into the void, and Yang Jian and Lu Chunyang pounced in the star shuttle one after the other!

Xuan Gang shot sharply and the sword light flickered, cutting off the retreat of the quasi-saint who was already extremely injured.

As soon as this person saw Lu Chunyang, he immediately scolded coldly: "It's you!"

At this time, when he saw that Lu Chunyang actually led someone to beat him Qiufeng, he immediately became furious.

With a blood ruyi in his hand, he smashed it against Lu Chunyang's head, and at the same time immediately laid out a layer of formation, summoned dozens of wrestlers with a height of ten zhang, and stopped the two.

"Hand over the treasure and spare you from death!"

Yang Jian shouted, the three-pointed two-edged spear came out of its sheath and slashed horizontally, and the dozens of wrestlers were instantly cut in half, turning into vitality and dissipating everywhere.

The blood Ruyi that hit Lu Chunyang was also resisted by Lu Chunyang with a sword, but Lu Chunyang's momentum was also exhausted.

Looking at Yang Jian, he rushed forward and rushed to the left, shattering the divine powers urged by the quasi-saint one by one, majestic and majestic, like the god of war of the nine heavens, it was quite terrifying.

The quasi-saint was shocked in his heart, and when he saw that he couldn't stop Yang Jian, he had to retreat.

But just as he was about to dodge, Yang Jian's speed suddenly skyrocketed!

The sword flashed, the shadow of the gun trembled, Yang Jian and the figure of the quasi-saint staggered, and the quasi-saint stood in the air stunned, raising his hand and touching his neck.

Somewhere, blood came out of a red wound.

There was a sound of wind, and the three-pointed two-edged spear was across the person's shoulder, and Yang Jian's voice came from behind him, indifferent and without the slightest emotion.

"Hand over the treasure, I have no intention of killing you. ”

Lu Chunyang also rushed over, but he didn't get close to this quasi-holy body, after all, he was a sword cultivator of the Yuan God, and he couldn't compare to a physical body cultivator like Yang Jian.

"For you!" the quasi-saint smiled self-deprecatingly, his sleeves flickered, and dozens of treasured things appeared around his body.

Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged spear was a few points closer to the neck of the quasi-saint, but what could really threaten this quasi-saint was that Yang Jian broke through his immortal body just now and hit the wisp of Xuangang.

This move against the master of the Yuan Shinto Dao is really tried.

"What I want is the treasure you got below, and I have been looking at it in secret for a few days, but I know how much you have taken. “

The quasi-saint's eyes showed a little unwillingness, but Yang Jian had already shown him affection and did not ask for his natal treasure.

With a snort, the quasi-saint didn't struggle much and threw a bag around him.

Yang Jian made a gesture, and Ao Xinke immediately made a move. A water rope from top to bottom locked this quasi-saint, and with the movement of Ao Xinke's hand, he directly threw this person out thousands of miles.

Yang Jian wrapped these floating treasures with Xuan Qi, so as not to make a dark hand in the dark of the quasi-saint.

After the Xuan Qi grinded the wisps of divine consciousness, Yang Jian put these treasures into the Xuan Turtle Belt, arched his hand at the quasi-holy arch in the distance, turned around and flew back to Xingshuo.

The quasi-saint hated the root of his teeth, but when he saw Yang Jian's back, he was suddenly stunned.

"You're Yang Jian!?"

"If you are not convinced, look for me," Yang Jian said indifferently, and the figure did not enter the star shuttle, and the star shuttle disappeared with a swish.

In the star shuttle, Bai Ze kept shaking his head.

Bai Ze taught: "The benevolence of a woman, you are the benevolence of a woman, either hide and do this work, or plant it directly, so as not to leave future troubles." ”

"It's not easy to practice," Yang Jian smiled disapprerovingly, "Becoming a Daluo is already a thousand difficulties, if you want to become a quasi-saint, it will take a few yuan to sit down, and you have to go through a lot of difficulties and dangers, how can you easily kill it?"

As soon as Yang Jian's words fell, several people looked at Ao Xinke......

"I mean ordinary monks," Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, more than a hundred treasures were piled up in front of him, like a small mountain.

"Choose, take which one you like, this is what the two of you have in exchange for life and death. ”

He Peony and Ao Xinke couldn't help but chuckle, Lu Chunyang's face was bitter, Bai Ze's eyes lit up, and he unceremoniously began to pick and choose.

Xingsuo was about to penetrate the Sea of Chaos, and Yang Jian suddenly said, "Go back from the ancient pilgrimage road." ”

"Hmm," Ao Xinke asked without asking why, immediately turned around, went to the entrance and exit of the ancient road, and quickly disappeared.

After Xingshuo flew away, in the chaotic sea above Xingshuo's original direction, a huge figure quietly flew away, leaving only a chaotic aura constantly tumbling.

Let's say that the quasi-saint who was ransacked by Yang Jian, while muttering to himself, flew into the chaos, his face was gloomy.

"It was Yang Jian who hurt me...... How long has he only been cultivating? How long has it been since he saved his mother in Heavenly Court? This guy is the reincarnation of a saint, how can he make such rapid progress......

He was muttering in his heart, identifying the direction, looking for the world where his cave was located, and leaping forward.

This injury, he had to be carefully recuperated for thousands of years to recover.

Thinking of the moment when he fought with Yang Jian, this quasi-saint was a little unpredictable.

"How did he do it?" muttered the Quasi-Saint, faintly rewarded.

"Are you talking about how Yang Jian suddenly appeared in front of you?"

A voice with a joking tone came from the side, and the quasi-saint was startled, but saw a tall figure standing in the chaotic aura in front of him.

Those cold eyes stared at him, making his quasi-saint feel cold all over his body......

The man was speaking again: "That is because the flesh is strong enough to suppress the Qiankun Dao Rules, so he controls the Qiankun." ”

Buzz –

The sea of chaos suddenly boiled, this quasi-saint was very decisive, his figure retreated sharply, and he casually pinched out one attack after another, and a certain avenue in the sea of chaos resonated with him.

"You're Kunpeng!"

"Hahaha! count yourself smart," the tall figure laughed twice, and the figure suddenly disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already behind the would-be saint.

It was exactly the same as Yang Jian's previous situation, but it was faster and faster to cross the sea of chaos and ignore the chaos barrier.

The quasi-saint stared, his mouth made a 'ho-ho' sound, his body slowly fell back, and terrifying cracks burst out all over his body, and the primordial spirit of the quasi-saint realm was directly shattered.

The tall figure opened its mouth and inhaled, and the power of this quasi-saint Yuan Shen fell into his mouth without a drop.

Then, the huge body appeared in the Sea of Chaos, flapping its wings and flying into the depths of the Sea of Chaos.

"The ninth unlucky bastard, tsk, there is another tonic in this seat, hahaha! ha!

......

"That would-be leader is dead. ”

In the star shuttle, Yang Jian's cold opening suddenly made Bai Ze, who was intoxicated with more than ten treasures, tremble.

"Kunpeng killed?"

"I don't know, it's just that the wisp of mystical energy I left on his clothes has dissipated," Yang Jian sighed, "That Kunpeng, is it really not sanctified yet?"

Bai Ze sneered: "If he becomes holy, Hong Huang will already be restless." Looking at his current might, I am afraid that he has already beheaded three corpses, and he is only about the same distance away from sanctification. ”

Yang Jian frowned for a while, "Then does he count as a proof of strength?"

"Naturally, it's calculated, but if you really talk about it, you can't admire him. Bai Ze smacked his lips.

I think that at the beginning, although the demon master Kunpeng was above the Ten Demon Saints, his strength was not perverted to the point where it is now.

The two original demon clan bosses met again, one was already invincible under the saint, and the other was much more regressive than in ancient times, really......

"This demon is a big disaster," Lu Chunyang said in a deep voice, and the three old men in Xingshuo fell silent.

Yang Jian suddenly smiled.

Bai Ze asked in wonder, "What are you laughing at?"

"It's okay, I just think that the opponent in the future is so strong, which makes me feel a little pressure. Well, when the gods are sealed, we have to hurry up and practice. ”

Lu Chunyang and Bai Ze glanced at each other, and suddenly showed a wry smile.

The two of them had forgotten that a young monk who was even more amazing than Kunpeng was sitting with them.

How many years have you only been practicing? The shot that injured Zhun Sheng just now, the two of them couldn't even understand it.

If this momentum continues, for a few hundred years, what should Yang Jian's strength be?

Bai Ze's mouth was bitter, and he sighed and asked, "You Meishan still lacks mountain protection beasts?"